Choka 1 Poem by Ari Alsio

Choka 1



I eat pumpkins
My children come to mind
they can doing a nest
pears are healthy
I wash chestnuts
Longing is even worse
play overnight
Where do they come from
happiness over it
Flash in front of my eyes
I slept in the spring
Incessantly after night
sleep in peace
like to eat apples
tree-grafting is a skill
athletes often live
they have their own children

Choka 1
Saturday, August 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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